And I come so hard my nails break the skin on his forearms because I’m holding on for dear life.
Life.
The one he makes me want to live.
Declan’s thrusts get uneven, and just as he’s about to come, he pulls out, grabbing his cock with his paint-covered hand and shooting cum all over my pussy and stomach. He makes art of us. And as the last rope of cum decorates my skin, he sinks back on his heels to admire what he’s made.
“Look at me,” he commands.
And I listen, my gaze snapping to his.
He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his phone to memorialize the moment. He could use this against me, but I don’t care. I tip my knees wider and let him seeme through the lens only he can. An image that would be the greatest form of blackmail, and I trust the devil to have it.
My devil.
Because, like he said—like the letters carved in his chest—this is us. Endless. Timeless. Souls that seek each other out perpetually, through good and bad.
Forever.
36
Sigma Sin Urban Legend
Declan
I lied to theCouncil, and while I used to believe that was the greatest sin, I’m starting to think that’s my strength. It proves who I’m truly loyal to—the House.
I used to think that what the Council ordered us to do here was for the brotherhood, but now I see where they went wrong. I understand how they were disloyal to the greater cause. As the president, it’s my duty to right these wrongs.
Just like Sigma Sin’s founding members carved their promises into the wall behind me now, I will take back Sigma House and honor their words.
For our brothers, we live.
We die.
We honor.
To our grave and into the afterlife.
Take from the House, we take from you.
Give to the House, it gives to you.
Loyalty. Honesty. Sigma House above all.
I understand those words now, and I’ll live up to them. I’ll take back what the previous generation broke, and we will be untouchable.
Teal gave me the strength to see what I need to do and then to act on it.
She might see herself as broken, but she’s stronger than anyone else to walk this Earth. The pain she carries around was amplified by what her family did to her. They preyed on her and then led her to believe she was broken.
Her father let her godfather hurt her, and he did nothing about it. Instead of protecting his family, he cared more about his business interests. And when she tried to kill herself over it, he locked her up. He let them drug her, hypnotize her, and manipulate her until she forgot entire chunks of her life so that he wouldn’t have to walk away from his business dealings with Weston Randolph.
He’s as much of a coward as my dad. Both use their children in the name of the House to hide their mistakes. Thinking their position on the Council absolves them of their sins.
They haven’t been loyal enough to deserve their titles, so if judgment must come, I’ll be the gavel to hand it over.
I’m taking back the House and making us what we once were.